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May 2017
People think
who will cry, when you die...
Does it really matter?
When you are no more?

An accident,
shaked me inside,
left me thinking...
Who will hold me, when i fall?
Who will pick my broken pieces?
Who will the first person to contact?
When i am in need,
accident like emergency.

My spouse?..ofcourse
kids?..yes
neighbors?...have to
relatives?...probably
kind of friends?...maybe

If none of the above, then?
the God,
the angels,
the divine help sent by the God,
Extension of divinity....
Two youngsters passing by...

Yes! yes! yes!
Really angels do exist.....
Accompany you,
Always guard you,
take human form to help you on time,

Thankful to the young boy and girl for attending me...
thankful to divinity for sending them on time...
Jayantee Khare
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Jayantee Khare  45/F/Pune, India
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